This Isn't Love

Morgan encounters a mysterious, yet breathtaking boy. Although she wants to, she can't resist him.


15. Chapter 15

*2 days later*

"Ugh." Harry moaned as he struggled to get of the hospital bed and into the wheel chair.

The doctor was allowing him to leave the hospital earlier than he was supposed to, but only because Liam knows how to sweet talk.

"Liam you're not going to be able to look after him, you have to go to the recording studio everyday this week." Arthi reminded him.

"I'm not completely helpless, I can take care of myself." Harry had gotten agitated with everyone since his stay in the hospital. He was so moody.

"He can stay with us." Arthi suggested. I didn't know if I was on board with the whole situation, but I wanted Harry to be taken care of.

"Are you sure?" Liam looked at Arthi and then at me.

"Yeah, we'll take good care of him." She smiled before reassuringly squeezing his hand.

"Can we just go." Harry's annoyed tone was evident.

"Calm down mate, we're going." Liam gave Arthi a quick peck on the cheek before pushing Harry out of the small room he'd had to stay in for three days.


"Morgan, where's Harry's pain medicine?" Arthi called from in the kitchen. I had been upstairs doing the homework I missed from the second night I stayed with Harry in the hospital.

"I don't know, call Liam." As far as I knew, Harry had been asleep on the couch since we got back to the flat. The doctor said his medicine would do that to him.

"Come here!" She called. I groaned before setting my books to the side and hopping off the bed. When i reached the end of the stairs Harry was sitting up on the couch with a bowl in his big hand. His eyes were glued to the TV until I walked over to him.

"How are you feeling?" I sat down beside him. My hand found his thigh as I leaned in to kiss his cheek.

"Better now." He smirked.

I smiled before shaking my head and walking into the kitchen to find a stressed Arthi.

"I don't know which ones to give him. It's been three hours so he's supposed to take something, but I don't know which one." She had four bottles of pills laid out on the counter.

"Calm down, here." I grabbed a bottle and read it. "These are the pain killers. He gets two every four hours."

"You're good at this." She took a seat on one if the bar stools as I read the other bottles.

"Okay, it's time for him to take these." I held out three pills.

"Watch out, he hates taking his medicine." Arthi warned as I walked into the sitting room.

"Here. Take these." I held out the pills and grabbed the bottle of water that was sitting on the table.

"I just took some, I don't think I need anymore." He tried to protest.

"Harry, you'll never get better if you don't take them."

"I think I'm gonna need a reward for having to take all these." He smirked once again.


"You have to kiss me after I take each one." He tugged at my shirt to get me to sit down beside him.

"Fine, just take them." I was willing to do anything as long as he got better.

I watched as he swallowed the first one. He smiled before pulling me closer. I lightly pecked his lips before urging him to take the next.

"Go ahead." I looked down at the other pills he had.

"If I take both of these at the same time, you have to give me a good kiss."

"I am giving you good kisses." I laughed.

"I mean a long one." He smiled at me before putting both pills in his mouth and swallowing them with a swig of water. "I did it." He smirked.

I slowly leaned forward, his lips were ready for mine. I let my lips brush against his before moving to the side of his face and pecking his cheek.

"Good boy." I patted his shoulder before attempting to rise from the couch.

"Ohh no you don't." He pulled me back down, connecting his lips to mine. His kiss was passionate. His good hand found my thigh and gently squeezed as he tried to deepen the kiss. He whimpered when I pulled away.

"Harry, I don't want you hurt even worse." I gently pecked his lips once more. My lips curled into a smile as he pouted.

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